old people stuck away in homes
like old books nobody reads anymore
containing stories long dormant
found in blinded ears
and rotting minds
the faded grandeur of dusty old men
with their dusty old scrolls
hold no appeal to the masses
found with rotten ears
and blinded minds
but we [humanity] have always been prostituted to pimps of power, fame and wealth [even way back in a garden with a snake] only... these pimps have changed faces over the years [first an apple, then Bette Davis' eyes and now... goodness knows where it isnt] but the price remains the same [the price is always too high] even still...
we keep our dead in cages
so their memory cant escape
though we never keep their memory
in our blinded ears
in our dormant minds |